Under the astonished gazes of Ye Huiyin and Dugu Yan.
Ye Qifeng walked over to the couch and sat cross-legged behind Ye Lingling.
Then, following the same method, he placed his hands against her back, circulated the Yin-Yang Heavenly Technique, gathered his power, and poured it into her body through his palms to help her refine the medicinal effects faster.
The quiet room fell silent.
Ye Qifeng and Ye Lingling sat cross-legged atop the couch.
Meanwhile, Ye Huiyin and Dugu Yan sat on cushions in the quiet room. Afraid of disturbing Ye Lingling's absorption of the Immortal Grade Herb, neither of them spoke.
Dugu Yan rested her jade-like hand beneath her fragrant cheek, her beautiful eyes fixed unblinkingly on Ye Qifeng, filled with feelings she could not dispel.
Ye Huiyin watched her daughter, Ye Lingling, her eyes brimming with concern and affection. From time to time, she also looked toward Ye Qifeng. The more she looked, the more satisfied she became; the more she looked, the more her heart stirred; the more she looked, the more she felt they were a perfect match.
A certain thought in her heart surged forth once more, impossible to suppress.
But whenever she thought of her dear friend Liu Erlong, she could not help feeling conflicted.
Originally, Ye Huiyin had wanted to bring Liu Erlong and Ye Qifeng together.
She had even taken action for that purpose.
After some encouragement from her, her friend Liu Erlong seemed to have begun wavering and was somewhat moved.
But now, she had suddenly developed the thought of matching her own daughter, Ye Lingling, with Ye Qifeng. That felt rather like taking what someone else loved, and she felt somewhat sorry toward Er Long.
Still, she had not formed this thought without reason.
She had clearly sensed that